Our Home
Author's Note: Originally published on October 11, 2008
They must have looked at hundreds of places, yet none of them seemed right. There had always been something lacking, something missing.
"We've been at this for weeks, we're never going to find the right house." Ron groaned to his wife of three months as they walked away from another unsatisfactory dwelling.
"There's only one more to see today, then we can go back to the Burrow for dinner."
"Fine, but you know I can't make rational decisions on an empty stomach."
Hermione let out a small humph. "That's why I'm here. All you need to do is stand there and look pretty." She flashed him a cheeky grin and patted him on the cheek.
Ron let out a laugh and grabbed her in a tight embrace. He gave her a quick kiss and then waggled his eyebrows suggestively at her. "Shall we Side-Along to this one?"
They both broke out in laughter before disappearing with a pop.
They arrived at a modest place situated in rural Dorset. The house was located on a large plot of land for privacy, but looked warm and inviting nonetheless.
They held hands as they took a tour of the home. After they finished, they turned and grinned at one another.
"This place is wonderful," said Hermione, her eyes shining with delight as she looked up at her husband. "It's small enough to feel cozy, but large enough...for the future."
Ron leaned down and whispered in her ear. "I can't wait to start that future with you, love. Here in our home."
"Our home. I like the sound of that."
The realtor entered the room. "Well?"
"We'll take it."